Eye Bug Under My Eyes Poem by Tess Rockenstire

Fantastic! I’m deprived with sleep.
My mind stays awake,
While my body yearn for rest.
Can I have tequila to relax my aching flesh?

Or could I just read a holy book?
I prayed but my guardian kept me awake.
Somebody help me, nothing works.
I need help ASAP before I loose my mind.

I could hear every noise in the house,
Even the ticking of the alarm clock,
Whilst my neighbors snore aloud,
My temper is about to crash.

I used every method I’ve learned,
To relax every muscle I’ve got,
Nothing works – eye bag under my eyes,
I showered and watch TV instead.